He was Brazilian. Tattooed, confident, and hard as fuck. I bent him over, pulled his briefs down, and spread him open. No words, no rubber — just skin on skin.
His moans echoed as I pushed in raw. Tight, warm, perfect. I fucked him deep and steady until he begged for more.
And when I came, I stayed inside. Filled him up. Bare. Just the way he wanted.